Poem

Christmas…by MwsR

It is certainly not about who is good or naughty

Now don’t misunderstand me and go-getting haughty.

I think of Christmas as a market made for money

I know some of you are thinking that’s not very funny.

But it is true.

I know you see you, you do.

It should be a celebration of Christ’s birth

The whole frankincense and myrrh.

But sadly I see people so obsessed with gift-giving

Instead, they’re emphasizing all the receiving.

Now don’t get me wrong I am not saying to be a scrooge

Just have a heart that gives love and love will ensue.

Think about widows and homeless people

Think about those you encounter that come worship under the same steeple.

People are fighting just to have a reason

To see the magic in this Christmas season.

They may never know till you take the time to show

It’s not something you can find wrapped up with a bow.

It is what Christmas should represent

It was that hope that God had sent.

His son, the newborn king

The one who gives us everything.

The reason for this Holiday.

The time to get on your knees and pray,

And thank him for the Lord of all of us

I hope you all have a Merry Christmas!